November 25, 2020

Prayers From a Grateful Heart

I love saying prayers with my grandchildren. For some reason, at this place in my life, their sweet voices thanking God for “my unicorn pillow, my purple blankie, Foster’s (our dog) funny tail, my toothbrush, no rain tomorrow so we can play soccer” (you get the idea) realigns my perspective, even on the dreariest of days.

This picture is the view from my chair (Keith calls it the holy of holies). Every morning I get my cup of coffee and snuggle here spending time with the LORD. And watching this scene unveiled as the sun nudges the night away stirs deep gratitude for God’s faithfulness. In each changing season of creation and in each changing season of my life, He is constant.

I imagine God likes it when my prayers are like my grandkids’:

Thank You for giggles and cuddles. For snoring that reminds me I’ve had another day with this hard-working man laying beside me. For twinkly stars and bare branches against a bright blue sky. For holidays with my people even if everyone isn’t present. For tears that remind me You’ve blessed me with folks to miss.

I think we’ll try this around our Thanksgiving table today—name five things we’re thankful for that can’t be earned or bought.

Let me know if you do the same with your loved ones today. I’d love to hear the responses. I imagine they’ll be as diverse as the faces and personalities gathered there.

And while we’re at it, let’s thank God for ourselves. He created us for good things and all of His creation is stunning…season after season. Happy Thanksgiving blessings to you and yours…

Be Kind. Love Well.

~ Tonda

Hi I’m Tonda! 

Welcome! I'm Tonda and this is where you get to know me well. I'll openly share my faith journey and my Solomon crew - All things pretty and not so pretty. I think you'll recognize our similarities in your own adventure. When you do will you share with me?

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